Do you know that wonderful feeling, when you step out of the plane and you feel the warm air on your skin, and you smell it in your nose? It always, always feels like you’ve come to a different world – and usually you are, on a different time zone or on a different continent.
Lately, I’ve had that feeling, stepping outside of our home. Or actually, better yet, stepping outside of an air-conditioned car, since our home is pretty much the same temperature as outside anyway. Helsinki has felt like a completely different city.
I’m walking outside and I’m thinking of the crowded and hot streets of Barcelona. I’m thinking of Italy, especially since it’s probably the first time in years, that I get to wear my shorts, which I wore in Venice. I’m thinking of Croatia – and silently thanking the weather gods, that at least it’s not as hot as it was there. At nights, when I don’t sleep much and I wake up because of the heat, I’m teleported to Berlin and our airbnb flat – sometimes you just forget to check if the place has AC.
But then again, I’m thinking of Helsinki and home. Because even when the grass turns yellow, the clouds have forgotten their place and the rain is pouring only in my imagination, there’s something really familiar about it. It’s all here, the buildings and the people, the same coffee places and the same streets I always walk on. I should find more new streets though. Like this beautiful one, where we shot these photos.
Cold or hot, rain or sunshine. Helsinki feels always special, because I get to call it home.
Hair & photos Susanna Pomèll
P.S. Could every day be space buns -day? That hairstyle made me feel like I could easily fly to at least all the way to space.